Had the most bizarre dream last night. It ended with me mowing the carpet at work. It had grown about 3" tall so I went out to the shop and got the carpet mower from somebody. That was pretty much the most normal part of the whole thing.

Think my brain's finally blown its last gasket.

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“Any intelligent person knows that life is a beautiful thing and that the purpose of life is to be happy...But it seems only idiots are ever happy. How can we explain this?”

Had the most bizarre dream last night. It ended with me mowing the carpet at work. It had grown about 3" tall so I went out to the shop and got the carpet mower from somebody. That was pretty much the most normal part of the whole thing.

"The basic plot is that Donna Speir and Hope Marie Carlton, the two undercover DEA agent Playboy Playmates from the last movie, are still running around in jungle shorts, cowboy boots and spaghetti strap T-shirts, firing their machine guns at drug smugglers, Filipino communist guerrillas, and corrupt federal agents while their two friends, Lisa London and Miss May 1984 Patty Duffek, lounge around the pool a lot and talk on speaker phones that look like fax machines."-Joe Bob on SAVAGE BEACH

All those Hollywood publicity photos these days are retouched to the point where the actress ends up looking more like a mannequin than a human being. It's not even remotely attractive. Real uncanny valley territory.

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“Any intelligent person knows that life is a beautiful thing and that the purpose of life is to be happy...But it seems only idiots are ever happy. How can we explain this?”